The Jew of Malta.
Calim.
I wish, grave Governours 'twere in my power
To favour you, but 'tis my fathers cause,
Wherein I may not, nay I dare not dally.
Gov.
Then give us leave, great Selim-Calymath.
Caly.
Stand all aside, and let the Knights determine,
And send to keepe our Gallies under-saile,
For happily we shall not tarry here:
Now Governours how are you resolv'd?
Gov.
Thus: Since your hard conditions are such
That you will needs have ten yeares tribute past,
We may have time to make collection
Amongst the Inhabitants of Malta for't.
Bass.
That's more then is in our Commission.
Caly.
What Callapine a little curtesie.
Let's know their time, perhaps it is not long;
And 'tis more Kingly to obtaine by peace
Then to enforce conditions by constraint.
What respit aske you Governours?
Gov.
But a month.
Caly.
We grant a month, but see you keep your promise.
Now lanch our Gallies backe againe to Sea,
Where wee'll attend the respit you have tane,
And for the mony send our messenger.
Farewell great Governors, and brave Knights of Malta. Exeunt.
Gov.
And all good fortune wait on Calymath.
Goe one and call those Jewes of Malta hither:
Were they not summon'd to appeare to day.
Officer.
They were, my Lord, and here they come.
Enter Barabas, and three Jewes.
1 Knight.
Have you determin'd what to say to them?
Gov.
Yes, give me leave, and Hebrwes now come neare.
From the Emperour of Turkey is arriv'd
Great Selim-Calymath, his Highnesse sonne,
To levie of us ten yeares tribute past,
Now then here know that it concerneth us:
Bar.
Then good my Lord, to keepe your quiet still,
Your
